[P. Diddy]
Yeah, can you hear me? Yeah
There´s certain things in life that you can stop
And there´s certain things in life that can´t be stopped

Let´s go

"And now
For your
Bad, Bad Boys
Starting at guard"

[P. Diddy]
Y´all niggas still talkin´?
Oh, you got a little name, little fame, little fortune?
What you have is a portion
´Bout the size of the hats in the back of my Porsche and
So you better use caution, knowin´ I´m the boss and
I´m sittin´ on pyramids, flossin´
I don´t really gotta talk, son, I can get lost and

Sit back, livin´ off endorsements
I´m a pro, kid
Why you actin´ like you don´t really know, kid?
Any records, I broke it
Through the fame and the stardom
Makin´ my mark on Harlem like Poe did
I said: Here´s your eviction notice
But you probably already know this
I don´t mean to be greedy, but turn on your TV
Or pick up your CD
P.D

[G. Dep]
This is gruesome
Niggas always grab that mic and salt like they really gon´ do some´
What´s wrong with you, son?
Oh, you got a new gun, do you know how to use one?

Then you livin´ an illusion, livin´ in a used one
While I´m in the Limited, cruisin´
You ain´t really got a crew, son
You givin´ them amusement, fuck what your ComicViews meant
Youse a smokehead
I´ve been doin´ this since this Pro-Ked
Broke breads with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a moped
I said: I´m a "Top Gun" like Gossett
Run and get your CD and cassette
Gossip, lotta niggas got lip
But they ain´t got hot yet ´til they got Dep

[Loon]
Why niggas lie like that?
Know they ain´t fly like that

Niggas get fried like that
And you don´t wanna die like that
Have your momma cryin´ like that
Besides all that, I´m in to get it fryin´ like that
Still on the block and move pies like that
Never my life dealt with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga with his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y´all niggas better hold up
Any nigga that roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up, and then sewed up
Every nigga I fucked with, niggas is growed up
We don´t play games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is cock back, and spray planes
Give a fuck if nigga hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang-fang

[Black Rob]
Keep frontin´, I´mma put a crease in your jaw
Might catch me squeezin´ the four
My nigga, I go to war
And if a nigga want the raw, you still gotta come in the store
Y´all never had a run-in before
With the likes of an outlaw
Predicate assassin, smashin´, open shit
Rig scope, focus it
Give niggas what they ´posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I send five close to six
Hoodfellaz, that´ll come close your shit
Niggas stay with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke-colored big Benz with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the paper chase
Never left, so I ain´t gotta take your place

Fuck the fake bogus niggas that ain´t notice the breadwinner Three-six-five I stay focused, nigga

[P. Diddy]
We´ll never stop
We´ll never stop
One of the greatest teams that ever lived
It´s like in our blood
You gotta be born this way
Bad Boy, baby